Just Friends?

by K E Osborn

  We pull up outside the hotel and Patty and I walk off to our respective rooms. She waves goodnight from across the hall and I smile and wave back. I can’t wait to go to bed. To be honest, I’m completely whacked. I swipe the card, open the door and walk in. As soon as the door shuts, I turn around and see Kat wearing only her bra, panties and those sky-high fuck me heels. She jumps on me wrapping her legs around my waist, digging her heels into my ass and then wraps her arms around my neck.

  Fuck, that’s hot, and yes, I’m instantly hard.

  “I missed you,” she says, then runs kisses all over my face. I turn around and back her up against the wall as my mouth finds hers and my cock is rock hard against the apex of her thighs. She moans softly into my mouth and a low growl escapes my throat. Her hands fist in my hair as I roll my hips into her pussy. She moans again, her tongue finding mine and caresses it forcefully. I take her from the wall and walk toward the bedroom.

  I notice her sequined black dress on the floor with my jacket as I move her over to the bed. Her lips don’t leave mine as I lay her down under me. I position myself on top of her while she starts to loosen my tie.

  My lips leave her mouth. “Fuck, I hate not being able to touch you in public.”

  She nods and then moves her mouth back to mine and pushes her tongue in deep while she pulls the purple tie from my neck. She starts to unbutton my shirt, then moves her hands to caress my biceps as the shirt falls over my shoulders. I sit up and pull my shirt off, followed by my pants and briefs. I pull her bra down trussing up both breasts and lean forward taking her left nipple and sucking it deeply into my mouth. I move myself back over the top of her and kiss her strongly as her hands find their way to my back and she scrapes her fingernails down over my spine. I really wanted to make love to her slowly and softly, but the way she’s moving those gorgeous hips of hers and grinding them into my cock, makes me think differently. I move my hand down her side caressing her soft skin and my hand slips in between her legs, I pull the small scrap of fabric to one side and slide in my fingers.

  Holy hell, she’s wet as fuck already.

  “Will, I need you now,” she pants.

  I don’t want to disappoint her, so I decide to let her have me, all of me deep inside. I position my cock at her pussy and she moans as I push in hard, all the way, giving her no time to accustom to my size. Slowly, I withdraw almost to the tip and then thrust back into her. I try to contain myself. I got myself quite worked up on the ride home thinking about the moment when I’d be deep inside her. Her slick wet pussy engulfs me as I slide in and out of her. Our lips never part as her fingernails dig into my shoulder blades.

  Fucking hell!

  I know she’s close, I can tell because she has her eyes crunched shut and then her pussy tightens around me. I thrust in again and she starts to quiver.

  “Oh God! Will!”

  Our lips touch, but we don’t kiss. She claws at my back and I want to come with her.

  “Wait, not yet,” I hiss as she moans.

  “I’m too close,” she says as I thrust into her faster and faster rotating my hips and grazing her front wall.

  “Oh, Jesus Kat,” I pant while the pleasure engulfing me is heightened by her tightening pussy.

  “Now,” I holler loudly and she lets go screaming as she comes apart beneath me, milking my cock as I pause and unload inside her.

  “Oooh, yeah. God, yeah,” I moan.

  Our breathing is erratic, and this is far from the type of loving I want to give her, but she needed me, all of me and so I gave it to her. I rest my forehead against hers as we come back down.

  “I hated every moment I wasn’t with you tonight,” she whispers while I nuzzle into her neck.

  “I know the feeling. I was trying so hard to not look at you because I can’t resist you Kat.”

  “Will?”

  “Yes, baby?”

  “I love you so much; it physically causes me pain to be away from you.”

  I pull my head up from her neck and kiss her soft, tender lips while we are still joined together.

  “It took me so long to admit my feelings for you and now I’m forced to hide them in public when all I want to do is be with you, kiss you and love you every second of every day.”

  “Will, you’re so romantic when you want to be,” she says and I see a tear form in her eyes.

  “Hey now, none of that.”

  I kiss the tear away, that’s fallen down her cheek and then I kiss her beautiful soft lips while I slowly pull out of her and flop down on the bed beside her. She grabs the covers and pulls them up over both of us. Then she moves so her entire body is touching mine. Her head is on my chest, her arm draped over my stomach and her right leg is up and crossed over both my legs. I feel fucking awesome and I never want to leave this bed or her… ever!

  Chapter Fifteen

  ~ KAT ~

  I crawl under the covers with Will and wrap myself around him. I missed him so much tonight. Yes, I realize I was in the same room as him, but I missed his touch, his lips on mine and in this moment I never want to let him go. This pretending to be friends is killing me. But I’m so glad he’s feeling it as well, it shows me that he really does care about me. I just wish we could come out and say that we are more than just friends.

  “In my excitement, I forgot to use a condom again baby,” he says casually.

  “I know, it should be okay. I started taking the pill about a week ago.”

  He exhales. We don’t want an unexpected surprise. So I took it upon myself to make sure that it can’t happen, because we keep finding ourselves in this situation of having sex constantly without condoms. We both get so caught up in the moment that it’s the last thing we think about.

  “Oh, good idea.”

  I feel him relax under me and I slowly drift off to sleep with him playing with my hair and feather light stokes up and down my arm. I feel him kiss my forehead and with that, I fall into unconsciousness.

  ~*~

  I wake to the alarm blaring but still in the same position I went to sleep in. I’m hot and I throw the covers from my body and turn off the alarm. Will slowly lifts his head and then it flops back to the pillow.

  “Oh man, I feel like I have been hit by a bus,” he says with a slight nasal sound.

  I kiss his cheek. “I know what you mean.” My head is pounding, my throat feels like broken glass and my mouth is dry and has a gritty feel.

  “I feel like crap,” I say flopping down on the pillow next to him.

  “I think I’ve got a cold.”

  “Me too, where’d we catch this from?” I ask even though I think I know the answer.

  “Probably from being out in the cold last night.”

  Yep, that’s what I thought. Oh well, at least we’re sick together. I move in for a cuddle, but he’s drenched in sweat, and so am I for that matter.

  “We’d better have a shower,” Will says, looking like he’s out for the count.

  “I guess so. We can have one together and hold each other up?” I joke and he chuckles.

  “Yep,” he says, sitting up in the bed and then slowly standing up. We walk to the shower and wash each other and then get out and dry off. I’d much rather stay in bed all day with Will, but we have interviews and photo shoots today. Hopefully, they have good makeup artists because we both look terrible. I sit on the edge of the bed and wait for Will to put on his shoes when I hear a knock at our door.

  “C’mon guys! You’re running late,” I hear Patty calling out while she continuously bangs on the door.

  Will looks at me and sighs. I stand up and go to the door and when I open it Patty’s eyes go wide and she purses her lips.

  “What the hell happened to you?”

  “We’re both sick,” I say as Will stumbles out of the bedroom.

  “Crap! Unfortunately, it’s too late to cancel your interviews today so put on your best professional faces ‘cause we’re going to meet Ryan Seacrest.”

  Just as
she finishes talking Olsen walks up to our front door. He takes one look at both of us and laughs.

  “You guys look like shit,” he says with a dirty big smirk.

  “Oh, shut the fuck up, Olsen,” Will berates as we walk out of our room and to the waiting car.

  On our way to the radio station Patty stops to pick up magazines and newspapers to check last night’s event photos. She opens the paper and the first thing we see is a full page dedicated to us.

  “Crap! Oh, and double crap!” Patty says quite loudly while she reads the story.

  “What?” I ask.

  “Have a look.” She hands me the paper and there’s a great big photo of Olsen kissing my forehead and then a photo of Will standing outside by himself, hands in his pockets looking down at the red carpet and the headline reads, ‘Will’s torment after losing Kat to her bodyguard’.

  “No way,” I bellow as I continue to read the story.

  “What?” Will asks, sounding concerned.

  “It says that you and I were seeing each other and that I cheated on you with Olsen and that you found out last night at the premiere and you’re heartbroken. It has a picture of me and Olsen and then one of you standing by yourself looking miserable,” I say handing him the paper.

  “What the fuck! Olsen, why are you kissing Kat?” Will asks as soon as he sees the picture.

  “I was just being nice,” he says.

  Yeah, right. Creepy more like it!

  “There was nothing in that kiss. They’ve blown this story way out of proportion,” I explain to Will.

  “Look darlings, I’ll handle this personally. I’ll announce that you and your ‘bodyguard’ are friends from college and that you and Will have not broken up because you were never together in the first place. Is that okay?” Patty asks.

  “Thanks, Patty, for handling it for us,” I say while I move over to Will and sit in his lap.

  “I love you and only you,” I whisper in his ear and he leans in and kisses me softly.

  “Guys, we’re in a car with only semi-tinted windows,” Patty calls out.

  I sigh and slide off Will’s lap and sit next to him instead, knowing full well the rules regarding our relationship.

  We spend the next few days doing interviews and photo shoots with preparation time for each and every photo being laboriously long and tedious due to our blotchy faces and tired puffy eyes.

  ~*~

  “So, I have the stats from last Friday’s premiere. Are you guys ready to hear this?” Patty asks and I’m not sure if I want to know.

  Will looks over at me and bites his bottom lip.

  “Here goes, brace yourselves. Because of heavy pre-sales Friday’s takings were around the forty point eight million dollar mark. That’s about five million more than Twilight did on its opening. Saturday was a little lower at thirty-nine point four million and Sunday was about the same as Saturday. Overall a total of one hundred and nineteen point six million dollars for its American weekend release,” she states.

  In shock, we sit back in our chairs. We had an inkling that it had been bigger than expected, but we didn’t think it was that big.

  “Holy fuck,” Olsen says loudly.

  “Yep, right there with ya dude,” Will exclaims.

  “I think it is safe to say that you guys are now Hollywood’s hottest new talent,” Patty says. “They’re estimating the first movie will make over eight hundred million dollars at the box office at the rate it's going.” She leans over and pats us both on the back.

  Far out, I can’t believe it’s that big. No wonder we have screaming fans everywhere we go. I’ve noticed that the paparazzi presence is also ever increasing. Instead of five or six hanging around at any one time it’s more like twenty to thirty of them. Will is struggling with the screaming girls, but he seems to be handling himself when he’s in front of them. It’s not until after that he feels uneasy about what it all means.

  “How are you both feeling? Any better?”

  “Yeah, I’m definitely feeling better and so is Kat.” Will answers for both of us.

  “Okay, I’m glad. We need to get you ready now for your interview on Late Night with Jimmy Fallon. I know it’s been a long day, but only one more to go and then you can both have a couple of days off and have a well deserved rest,” Patty says.

  We’ve planned our two days off together. Even though we’ll need to go to our little retreat separately, it’ll be worth it to spend some quality time together alone without the world watching us.

  “Oh, by the way Kat, the producers want you and Will to go to Australia for the opening of Nightwalker, over there next week. They think it’ll be a fantastic promotional opportunity, seeing as you are an Australian. They’ll love you over there.”

  Oh my God, I’m going home. Could I be any happier?

  Instantly I’m excited. Will smiles and squeezes my hand. I can’t wait to show him my home and introduce him to my family and friends.

  ~*~

  Jimmy Fallon, of course, asks us about our relationship and as always we deny it. I feel stupid lying to everyone and they probably know that we’re lying, but he doesn’t push it which is good. He’s quite funny, even doing a mock up stint of when Vladimir meets Cohen for the first time. It is very funny and has the whole studio and us laughing.

  After the interview finishes, we return to the hotel to pack some things for our little vacation. It seems that we’re staying in the hotel more and more and I’m getting used to living out of a suitcase. Will leaves before me so we’re not seen leaving the hotel at the same time. He gives me a long kiss before opening the hotel door and leaving for the private Studio Foothills Retreat. It looked great when he showed me the pictures on the internet so we immediately booked it.

  I wait about a half an hour or so before heading downstairs. The taxi is waiting for me and I slide in. Once I’m seated and belted up we’re off down the Hollywood Freeway to the Foothills. Luckily, there is no paparazzi out in front of the hotel, so I literally walked from the foyer to the waiting taxi without the normal pushing, shoving and light flashes.

  The driver pulls up at the retreat and I see Will race down the stairs to greet me. The driver starts to remove my luggage and once Will reaches me, he doesn’t say anything, he just lifts me up and twirls me around. I laugh as he presses his lips to mine.

  “God, I can’t wait to spend the next two days with you.”

  I feel heat rage through me and not just the sexual kind, but also of the embarrassing kind because he doesn’t hold back in front of the taxi driver. Luckily, he’s an older gentleman and I’m pretty sure he has no idea who we are anyway. I kiss Will back with the same kind of fervor that he’s giving me while the driver is placing my luggage on the ground. He then gets back into his car, all the while he’s smiling.

  “Thank you,” I call out between kisses and then he drives off. He puts his hand out the window and gives a short, sharp wave as he drives away.

  “Two whole days to ourselves. Just you and me, all alone in our gorgeous getaway,” I whisper. “You can let me go now you know?” I laugh while he is still nuzzling into my neck.

  “Never! I’ll never let you go. You’re mine baby, all mine.” He gently places me down on the ground and kisses the top of my head. “It’s been so hard for me to keep my distance from you. I don’t want my hands or my body to be more than a few inches away from you over the next two days. You mean so much to me and I’m going to spend this time showing you just how much,” he says as he picks up my luggage.

  “I know how you feel and I’ve been looking forward to our little getaway so I can spend every minute with you too. Can we have something to eat? I’m starving.”

  He puts his free arm around my waist and we walk toward the quaint little cottage retreat.

  “You do realize it’s…” he looks at his watch, “two in the morning,” he says with a broad smile.

  “Yeah, you’re right. Let’s go to bed,” I say while we walk up the stairs
to the front door.

  Once inside I see a gorgeous open plan little retreat. The main area has large black leather sofas and a huge kitchen with gray marble bench tops. At the back, there’s a three-tier staircase, which leads to the main bedroom. It’s really lovely and I want to investigate further. But, I’m pretty sure Will has other ideas. He leads me to the staircase and we walk up and into the main bedroom. There’s a massive king sized, four poster, bed with a white headboard and matching white furniture. It’s simply breathtakingly beautiful.

  “Will, this is even better than I’d imagined.”

  I open the door to the balcony and walk outside. I feel the crisp night air and notice the pale moonlight across the forest outside.

  “I know, it’s beautiful isn’t it? It’s nice to be away from the city and all those crazy fans and paparazzi,” he says, walking up behind me, wrapping his arms around my stomach embracing me from behind and placing his head on my shoulder.

  I exhale. It couldn’t be more perfect. After a few minutes we make our way back inside and to the en-suite. We have a quick shower together and end up in bed naked and asleep within thirty minutes.

  The sun rises and I see little dust particles moving though the light shining in through the balcony doors. They look like little dancing fairies. Will is sound asleep. His gorgeous body is wrapped around me holding on tight. I watch his handsome face, his slow breathing and then I realize there’s no reason for us to get up today. No press junkets or early morning starts. I snuggle in and get comfortable. This is where I’m staying. This is where I belong.

  A few more hours go by in blissful slumber. I open my eyes and see Will watching over me.

  “What’s the time?” I ask quietly. He looks at his watch and then looks back at me with a grin on his beautiful face.

  “It’s three in the afternoon,” he says with a smirk.

  “Crap! We’d better get up. My stomach is growling pretty loudly. I can’t believe we’ve slept into the arvo.”